The persuit of motorized transportation

I hereby initiate a modest feuilleton about my persuit of the most important part of the ameircan dream; Motorized transportation. I suppose some would say that the simple term ”car” more accurately describes this most tangible part of the american dream, but as im probably not going to get a car any time soon we’ll stick with ”motorized transportation” for the sake of coherence. Otherwise there will be no feuilleton, and we cant have that. Anyways the specific motorized transportation in question will be a scooter, a Vespa to specify further. Not quite a car but pretty cool none the less. When I tentatively write that the motorized tansportation will be a Vespa, Its because ive paid some random hillbilly Bob (well actually his name is Guy but you get the point) a 100 dollars up front in exchange for him holding on to the scooter for me and making sure it runs ”cherry” as he puts it. Guy lives in what is best described as an oversized shed, in the middle of a field or a massive parking space. I cant quite tell. He speaks pidgin english and the only really understandable words to come out of his mouth are ”cherry” (meaning good), ”shaka” (which is the term for the original surfer handsign shown below meaning ”awesomely groovy”), and ”brah” (meaning brother).




Now I dont mean to be putting Guy down because so far he seems like a great, though not particularly eloquent guy. Im just saying he might decide that a 100 dollars for nothing is too good a dal to pass up. So assuming that Guy is the honest man he seems to be, I have a scooter.
So far so good. A scooter registers almost like a bike overhere, so all I need to go on the road is a drivers permit. Not a licence, just a permit. In order to get the permit ill have to go to the DMV and take a 10 question test (this is what passes for a ”theory test” overhere), and voilá, im good to go. In order to get a permit however I first need to get my greasy hands on an official piece of paper stating that im not eligible for a social security number. Cant be that hard to get a denial right? Wrong. I had to go to the social security office twice to get a denial. The first time I didnt have the required papers to get a denial. I mean WTF? I would think that my lack of paperwork would only make me more eligible for a denial. But alas thats not how we play. However I did get my denial today, and friday awaits the DMV test. Stay tuned!

PS. Pretty groovy scooter eh?